Happiness, not in another place but this place...not for another hour, but this hour. Walt Whitman More Quotes by Walt Whitman More Quotes From Walt Whitman You have not known what you are - you have slumber'd upon yourself all your life; Your eye-lids have been the same as closed most of the time; What you have done returns already in mockeries; Your thrift, knowledge, prayers, if they do not return in mockeries, what is their return? The mockeries are not you; Underneath them, and within them, I see you lurk. Walt Whitman eye done prayer Are you the new person drawn toward me? To begin with, take warning - I am surely far different from what you suppose; Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover? Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction? Do you think I am trusty and faithful? Do you see no further than this façade—this smooth and tolerant manner of me? Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man? Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion? Walt Whitman real men thinking You linger to see his back, and the back of his neck and shoulder-side...The Bending forward and backward of the rowers... Walt Whitman necks bending sides The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. Walt Whitman dead-poets-society powerful life Thought Of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same. Walt Whitman equality rights giving I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing. Walt Whitman leaves-of-grass satisfied laughing Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us. Walt Whitman light vices world I have learned that to be with those I like is enough. Walt Whitman family inspirational friendship I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained; I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition; They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins; They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God; Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things; Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago; Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth. Walt Whitman dark animal lying The question, O me! so sad, recurring - What good amid these, O me, O life? That you are here - that life exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. Walt Whitman dead-poets-society powerful play Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof. Walt Whitman soul wisdom school The smallest sprout shows there is really no death. Walt Whitman leaves-of-grass smallest shows I exist as I am, that is enough. Walt Whitman inspiration enough To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. Every cubic inch of space is a miracle. Walt Whitman gratitude christmas dark I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself? Walt Whitman money love hands When he whom I love travels with me or sits a long while holding me by the hand, … Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom, I am silent, I require nothing further, I cannot answer the question of appearances or that of identity beyond the grave, But I walk or sit indifferent, I am satisfied, He ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me. Walt Whitman identity long hands There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance. Walt Whitman tyrants country people In the faces of men and women, I see God. Walt Whitman leaves-of-grass men life The real war will never get in the books. Walt Whitman memorial-day real war The female that loves unrequited sleeps, Walt Whitman unrequited-love males sleep
